A maid and her master

Just a thing
Written by Plague.

“This time master….” Rem murmured. You look up and she that she’s kneeling at your bedside, it was nine o’clock you judged by the interspersed sunlight that broke through the gap in the velvet drapes. Or perhaps you gave yourself too much credit and had actually just glanced the clock that was on your bedside table, flashing 9:02. “I’ll actually do all the work… and I won’t be interrupted…” With that she gently peeled back the sheets, her eyes glowing at the sight of your naked body. “A-ah…. Master sleeps wi-with no clothes… Heheh….” She’s blushing at the sight of your morning wood, infact, now that you think about it, you suspect she might have been looking at it out of her preripheral the entire time. Her head had been cocked ever so slightly to the side, her eyes on your face, but not directly in eye contact, which was what was required of her. You decide to let it slip though, you didn’t want to break the scene in which she was the one to initiate the sexual favour. You couldn’t even recall ever having actually plunged into her entrance; she had somehow managed to avoid it.
“O-on you knees, master..” she said meekly, a terrible attempt at trying to sound seductive. You quickly did as she asked. She was terrible at this, you thought, but she was so cute at the same time, she’d been born a maid and so was naturally submissive, never knew to be demanding. On your knees on the bed, Rem kneels down on the floor, looking up at your cock in awe. It loomed over her head, the phallic shadow easily covering the whole height of her face. She pounced upward, grabbing at your cock and struggling to fit it into her small mouth. The moist cavern was incredibly warm, her saliva had already been pooling up in the bottom of her mouth in preparation. She carefully took your dick out of her mouth, marvelling at the swelling thing. “I-it’s… such a pretty yet angry pink…” , admired Rem. She pulled down once more and sucked lightly, placing her right hand before left on the shaft, the temptation to just grab her head and impale her throat with your length strongly present in the back of your mind. But you ignored it, for this was her turn, and she deserved a chance.
She looked at you with putting eyes, tears brimming as without warming she attempted to swallow the whole thing. She could barely get past halfway, but you were already impressed. Her small, dainty left hand left the base of your mass, an index finger pointed in the air. Soon her middle finger rose too. She was counting, it appeared. 3… 4… 5… You could feel her throat struggle at the sheer size of your weapon, quivering against the tip. She’d switched hands now, and you could see a tear cascade slowly down her face as her eyes turned red. 7…8…9… At the moment she signalled 10, a guttural, primitive gagging sound echoed, completely uncharacteristic of her otherwise innocent appearance. She spat out your cock, her mouth laced with a sticky fusion of spit and pre. She panted, words masked inbetween, hinting that it had been a routine practice to shove large objects down her throat to prepare her “throat pussy.” Little time did you have to smirk at this, as she quickly yanked at your dick again, back into the depths of her mouth. She wasn’t deep throating you this time though; no, her tongue glided over your head, slithering and flicking about almost like the tongue of a snake. She took it out of her mouth and stared at you as her tongue flicked about the tip, lacing the sensitive underside with saliva. Her eyes locked on yours, she moved one hand to your balls and gently massaged them. She murmured “D-… You like it when… I fondle… these don’t you?”

She smiled, her eyes losing depth, something you’d never seen before from her before, but it was only for a brief moment as she spoke. “Heh… how cliché~” Her hand suddenly whipped past your balls to your ass, where she quickly found your hole and stuck a finger in. Your hair stood on edge at the surprise, unknowing you were at where that sudden movement had emerged from within Rem. Her finger contined to probe, soon joined by a second. She continued to do this while her tongue wrapped around your cock, her head now under and turned to the side, she looked up at you with innocence. “I… In my teaching, I learnt all about the anatomy… and… do you know what the prostate is, m-master?” Rem was a little unsure of how she was doing, but she’d tried to put as much effort in dominating him as possible. She continue the lecture. “It’s this little gland t-that’s really sensitive… And.. If I… Ah!” Her fingers suddenly jabbed, and you felt a spike of both pain and pleasure. Her fingernails had dug into your rectum, but at such a sensitive spot, you couldn’t bare to hold it in.
 A torrent of white erupted from your tip, completely coating her face.  “I…” She tried to speak, but it was distorted by the fluids in her mouth. “I bet you  t-tried…. I bet you… j…jerked it to me.” She blushed at the thought, and grabbed a pair of panties from her pocket, wiping the copious amounts of cum off her face. “Oh…? Why do I have p… panties in my pocket? Well.. Why should they be on… for what I’m gonna do then…? Heh… W-well, I always thought… It’d be an interesting change… If it was master who swallowed his cum instead of me… who always has to do it in your dreams… heh…” She sprang up without warning at you, forcing you down onto the bed, back first. You looked up in shock as she quickly shoved the panties into your mouth, and you let out a noise of protest. You couldn’t gather why women got hooked on this, after all, it was so very bitter. But her panties… You could taste something else. Mixed in with your own sour taste, was a bit of a sweeter juice. Your dick suddenly got hard at the thought of it being Rem’s, you craved her slit up against your mouth. “Oh…? D-don’t you like the taste…? Heh… Ok master…” She withdrew the panties from your mouth as asked, a smirk on her face. “R-ram told me a secret, master… n-now, turn around.” You decide to get on all fours, obeying her wish.
“Master… I… Find it kind of amusing… T-that such a large…” She stumbled on the next word, trying to sound seductive once more. “P-p-penis… belongs… to such a sissy!” With that she grabbed the panties and, with two fingers, began to tuck them up your asshole. She giggled at this, your pathetic grunt satisfying her that she’d done her job as the dominator right for one. She leaned onto your back, continuing to press the panties further up your anus “M-master… how does it feel? I-I know you like panties… So I thought I’d let a different area of your body feel it for once…” Her small hand reached under your body and grabbed once more at your cock, observing how much harder it was than before, how much more the veins were pronounced. “G-good master…” She cooed, rubbing your back with her other hand, no longer dedicated to holding the panties in your ass. She grabbed you and rolled you over, her body atop yours. She straddled your tummy, and you could feel her muff up against your belly button, filling it with her dripping honey. “M-master, you like the panties up your ass… right…?” She cracked a grin, but not a normal one. No, her mouth twitched slightly this time, and it was uneven. Not a modest smile in the slightest, it seemed much more like one of an egotistical glee. She quickly hid it though, beginning to slide her pussy up your stomach, a gentle “slip” sound being produced. She reached behind for your dick, running it down her crack, her cheeks massaging the head as she teased your dick. Lifting her skirt and looking down, you could see her sweet, shaven pink pussy, shining brightly from her juices against the light that was projected from the window. Her clit a little swollen, she purred “M… M-my pussy won’t be being used today m-master… That is to be broken by you when you’re u-up to it…” She looked down wistfully “My virginity i-is your property after all… B-but that doesn’t mean I won’t use your other favourite hole.” She attempted to plunge her tiny asshole onto your dick, but she could barely fit it in, if it was in at all.
The entrance of her ass was stretched over your tip, but it still wasn’t properly in. She screamed in pain, reminded in a punishing manner just how much damage your weapon could do. She stopped trying and eased herself off, rubbing her ass. “I… I’ll be one second master…” She rummaged through a compartment in the bedside table and grabbed a bottle filled with clear liquid. No doubt this was lube, you thought, but you didn’t remember putting it in there, nor do you remember seeing it there. How long had she planned for this?
She climbed up to the bed once more, and leant in close, pecking you on the lips. “M-master, you mustn’t move an inch, o-okay? I’m the one in control….” And with that, she turned around, and hitched up her dress, revealing her ass to you. Inches from your face, she pulled at her left chek, revealing the cute little hole, red from exertion. It seemed to quiver a little whenever you laid eyes upon it for too long. She peered over her shoulder, the bottle of lube in her other hand, and began to squeeze a heap of fluid onto her ass, and then directly into her whole, her eyes rolling back in pleasure, imagining how much better a warm batch of fluid up her ass would feel. With a light snap, she closed the lid, her ass dowsed in lube, losing copious amounts as she quickly moved once more to on top of you.  Grabbing your length, she wasn’t hesitant at all to attempt to insert it once more. Desperate, she had no interest in teasing you, she wanted your throbbing dick inside of her.
She sat herself atop of the spear, impaling herself as she tried to lower her hips, but struggled to. Every movement she did, be it up or down, caused a hair raising moan to be let loose, such was how lewd her sweet sounds of pleasure were. “M-master… I-I’m stuck… It hurts too much if I go further.. J-just bare with me…” She sat there, her face looking like it was close to tears once more, her lips curling in a frown. Suddenly, you felt a stir deep, down in you. The same you felt as you spanked her with you sword. You decided enough was enough, and chuckled to yourself at the thought of “helping her”. You gripped her chest, giving her boobs a powerful squeeze. She shrieked in delight, and her lip swelled, upset. “M-master..! Have patience, I… I’m meant to be the one making you feel good!” You ignored this though. Your head had sat tucked within her ass for about a minute now, but you didn’t want it to just be the tip. Your whole dick needed to be satisfied, such was the occupation of a serving girl. To make sure every part was accounted for, every inch to be satisfied. Your hands hovered over her hips, and then slapped down, gripping them tightly.
Rem looked at you in surprise, knowing what was install. “N-no master!! N-not yet! I’m not ready! Please… Master, no!  Y-you’ll break me! My ass! It’ll hur—AHH!” You pulled down with all your strength, her rectum parting at once to accommodate for your huge penis. “Please…” She sputtered. “H-have…” You pressed, hard. “m-mERCY!” With that, your base was now at her buttocks, your cock fully inserted. A splatter of her juices spilt on your chest, its lewd scent strong enough to drive you mad. Your need to be fully swallowed by her satiated, you could see that Rem was struggling even to breath. She’d collapsed onto your chest. “I…” She gasped. “I… my ass… first.. time…” She breathed, her eyes screwed shut as she tried to deal with the pain. Eventually though, her eyes opened, and curiously enough, little hearts almost seemed to be there. Her tongue tumbled out of her mouth, like a carpet being unrolled, as she began to bob up and down. “Master… You’ve broken me now.. Ah!” You could feel her breath even from where you were situated, as your dick pulsed inside her extremely tight ass. It seemed to clutch at it, which appeared to you almost humanly impossible, considering how she was starting to actually gain some momentum, her hips swinging progressively with more violence. She closes one of her eyes reflexively, one hand on your leg whilst the other is next to her mouth, balled up in a fist at the intense feelings of pleasure that were spiking through her. She picks up more speed, doing larger motions, her pussy being thrust in the air with every upward stroke she took of your large rod. You could feel yourself on the edge of cumming, but Rem appeared like she could go on forever. Wanting to cum together, you clutch her ass tightly, squeezing the soft, plump, skin and smashing your pelvis against her ass as fast as you possibly could. Rem’s screams echoed throughout the room as you continued the pace, watching her slit froth until finally, a puddle of her fluids was on your chest as she came intensely from your breakneck speed. You kept the pace, getting your dick as excited as you could to shoot your batch as deep as possible. Rem could hardly take it, she’d fallen upon your chest as you thrusted the last few times, clutching her ass and ejaculating for a solid 20 seconds. She looks up at you, her tongue poking out as she attempts to speak to you, her words coming out in a mismatched jumble. “C-cum… ass… m-master…” You pull your mass out, feeling for her ass, as it seemed to breath much like a normal mouth would. You placed a finger at the entrance, feeling the steady ooze of cum seep out of her once again tight ass hole. Her head continues to rest on your chest, and before long, she is sound asleep, her chest pressed against yours and breathing deeply, exhausted at the effort she had put in to please her master.